It's not right So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night Twenty years now lost It makes no sense at all

Fuck this place, let's put up a parking lot We are forgotten young suburbia Loose on the streets of California Underneath fluorescent lights We'll waste the best nights of our life Na, na na, na na, na na Remember the days We would drink on the train On